Uchida is a dark-skinned young man with platinum blond hair and blue eyes. He's at least five foot seen and rather lean, weighing at about one-hundred and fiftyy six pounds. He wears a navy blue coat that's seemingly always open over a yellow button down shirt that's tucked into his pants. Occasionally, he wears a black tie to go with his formal attire. For his lower attire, he wears black, baggy pants and black combat boots. The people back in his hometown had always told him all the rich people in big cities dressed like this.
Letting out a small sigh, Uchida had been strolling around the city wondering what he should do. Placing a hand on his temple, quietly looking down at the floor. He was clearly not not from around this area, heck even the city itself, but was currently here as his first stop for opportunity. He had decided long ago that visiting the biggest city first would easily be the best place and the shortest time amount spent searching for excitement and opportunity. He was starting to regret that decision since he didn't take into account how large the capital would be and just estimated how big it would be by comparing it to his tiny village in the outskirts of Oak.
Letting out another low sigh, Uchida had continued to aimlessly walk through the streets until he came across board that seemed to be a detailed map of Crocus. There was a little indication showing where he was currently at. This helped him out a little bit but when he really thought about it, he didn't have an actual destination in mind. He just thought existing here would make events leap out and grab him if he threw his mage title around a little bit. Deciding to play a little mini-game to decide his next course of action, he walked in the opposite direction of wher ehe came from in a hurry, thinking speeding up his pace would speed up how long he'd have to wander. Not looking where he was going he had bumped into another boy and staggered back a little. He paused for a second before blurting. "What the hell...? Watch where you're going, you moron." Dusting himself off, he had placed his right hand into his pocket and looked at him wondering if he would say something.